There was a softness in the necromancer’s voice that he rarely used. Axel did not seem like himself, and whatever that caused him to be in this state, he wanted to protect the other the best he can from it. Rubbing a hand on his back, he shook his head and pressed his lips over the droplets on Axel’s face, kissing away the salty tears. “You don’t worry about that, alright? Come here, go get some rest, and I’ll bring you some water in a bit.”
He proceeded to lead Axel to their room, making sure his movements were gentle and anything that can cause any further alarm. After a cleanup, making sure all shards were carefully disposed of, he went to the bedroom with a glass of water. “How are you feeling? Do you want to talk about what happened there?”
“I..” He went to protest but stopped as he heard how soft the others voice was, it was different than normal and not something he often heard. He nodded and let the necromancer help him to their room.
Axel got changed out of his clothes that had blood, cider, and his tears on them as Brent went and cleaned up after his mess, when he came back the vampire was sitting in the bed in just his boxers and he had almost completely calmed down. “NOt really…” He said softly as he took the water and shook his head.


